Luyện nghe bài hát January 23-30, 1978

Plane comes on the old runway
Home again for a week I'll
Hanging out I used to do
I hope to find some old I knew

Hear the news in the tonk
Who got married, yes, and who up
Drinking beer while the plays
Brand new songs lead for new days

Quiet nights and streets
Sleepy town, humble yes
Same old in the wind
By the track

Riding out to a country
shining across the ridge
Frozen neath a billion stars
Yeah are 7 friends jammed in Robby's car

High as kites and wild and
Drunk as well and loud
at home I say good night
And I close the

Sunday morning the church rings
The organ and the choir sings
Where am I the preacher speaks?
Dreaming neath my sheets asleep

Waking up and to think
What went down, we do
I rub my eyes and my head
Yes and I'm the sun

Plane off on the old runway
Snow fell light on the today
Lost an hour that I before
Flying back to my New door

Fare thee well, adios
Yes and of luck to all of you
I ain't no and I don't pretend to be
But I hope you all a friend in me

lights blink and shine
Down below, let it
It's often said life is strange, oh yes
But compared to